Drive her there, but first...

Your imagination is filled with what it must have been like to be on a long road trip with Marcy, stopping every couple of hours for car sex. Even more, what it must have been like to spend a whole weekend with her! You decide that’s an experience that is just too sweet to pass up. Before you commit, though, you **** yourself to tend to the more important matters.

“Tell you what,” you say. “We’ll take my car, but I just remembered something I forgot to do over at the medical labs; why don’t you finish packing, and I’ll run over there and take care of business?”

Marcy smirks and plants a kiss on your cheek. “I thought ‘taking care of business’ was what we were going to be doing together.”

You allow yourself a few moments of fondling Marcy’s breasts as you return her kiss. Then, realizing that if you get much more horned up, you’ll never get over to the lab, you break off your embrace and grab your keys. “I’ll be quick,” you promise.

Marcy pulls out her phone and begins to text, saying, “How does this sound for my response to my folks? ‘Mom and Dad, don’t worry about coming the rest of the way. I just rode Mario, so he’s going to return the favor by giving me a ride.’” She looks up and giggles. “Do you think that will do?”

You raise a single eyebrow and say, “Yeah... I’m sure that will put their minds at ease. Go ahead and send it. I dare you.”

“I don’t think so,” she says, finishing her text message. “I still have some things I’d like to do with that cock of yours, and it might be difficult to accomplish them if it is mounted in my father’s trophy case.”

“Good thinking. I’ve got some things I’d like to do with it, too,” you respond with a wink. With that, you are out the door.

As you head to the medical science building, you marvel at how comfortable that interaction with Marcy was. You’ve never had much confidence around women, and here you are, openly flirting and looking forward to fucking a girl you didn’t even know an hour before! You are very curious about whether this is a side-effect of your new powers, or if you are maturing very rapidly under the bizzare events of the past couple of days.

You arrive at your destination and go in through the back door. On your way to the laboratory, you pass a door with the name “DR. BURBANK.” You pause, wondering which place is most likely to have the answers to your questions.